In the heavily guarded VIP ward, a solemn silence hung in the air. An elderly man, his eighties or perhaps even nineties, lay on the bed, connected to a plethora of tubes and monitors. He spoke in a feeble voice, recounting something...,At this moment, the heart monitor beeped with an alarming sound. The curve on the top screen fluctuated less and less until it became a straight line!,"Right, this must be when he just received the notice to return to his hometown and confronted his wife about a divorce."。